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Got your drool cloth ready? Jaci Burton revealed the cover for the next Play-By-Play novel at her blog today.

Damn. Just…damn. *speechless*


If you want to score, you have to get in the game…The last thing Jenna Riley needs is more sports in her life. While her brothers are off being athletic superstars, she’s stuck running the family’s sports bar, whether she likes it or not. Then in walks pro hockey stud Tyler Anderson. As much as Jenna would like to go to the boards with him, she’s vowed to never fall for a jock—even one as hot as Ty.

Ty, intrigued by the beautiful bar owner, becomes a regular. He senses that Jenna wants to do something more with her life. And as he gains her trust, the passion between them grows, as does Ty’s insistence that Jenna should start living for herself. With his encouragement, Jenna starts to believe it, too…

But first, Jenna has to figure out what she wants, what she needs, who she loves, and if she has the passion and pride to take a shot at having it all—including Ty…

For the sake of unbiased comparison (and not for any lustful reasons at all :D), let’s take a look at the previous covers of this series.













*still speechless*





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Private Investigator Hannah Franklin’s life is turned upside down after being contacted by a former employee of MAX Home Security, the leader in security services. But they’re not just protecting people anymore. Hannah’s informant claims to have proof that MAX has ordered the assassination of politicians who stood against the corporation.

When her informant is killed and an attempt is made on her life, Hannah has no choice but to contact a freelance hacker. Her only hope now lies in the hands of a man she never expected to welcome back into her life.

Ian Bradley has lost his girlfriend and his job, as well as having acquired a very annoying gnome. Now his ex, Hannah, is in danger, and she needs his help. Ian vows to protect Hannah with every resource available to him — and as a technomage in a high-tech world, his resources are almost endless…



I have to admit. I’ve never been one for comedy. If there’s a thriller or something comedic, I’ll go with the thriller. Experiencing something more intense or dark has been my preference. But even those movies will probably have a little comedic relief or the viewer would end up flopping over because they couldn’t catch their breath or their emotions are just so raw.


With Techno Crazed, I finally figured out to utilize the chance for comedic relief. I’m glad I did too. Every time I read it, I laugh along through some of the funny parts. It’s tough to find the right mix sometimes, but I had help through Ian’s sidekick Bernard, a gnome. *grins* I didn’t mean that kind of “little humor” in the title, but it works. When things are at their most intense, he tends to find the most out-there obnoxiously funny things to say.


I think one of the important things is that the humor just flows between the characters. If someone tries to force it, the readers will be able to tell. Writing humor on paper is harder than saying it because when you say it, you’re helped out by the intonation and seeing the person’s face. When you write it, you have to try to capture it by showing the reader those things or it might fall flat.


I really hope you enjoy the excerpt! Below is a question to answer if you’d like to be entered into my contest.




A loud, metallic click sounded from the other side of the room. Then footsteps raced around the couch.


“Hannah? Are you okay?” Ian’s voice drew her gaze to his concerned face.


“What did you do? What are you?” She gulped, unsure if she wanted an answer to that.


He frowned, and a muscle clenched in his jaw. “I’m a technomage. I use and simulate magic through technology.”


“What?” She pressed the back of her hand to her forehead. Pain formed at her temples. “Whoa. How long have you… ?”


“Since puberty. My mother was also a technomage.” He shrugged a shoulder. “It’s always been part of who I am. I’m just pretty good at hiding it.”


She blinked. Wow, his mother had seemed so normal when she’d met his parents. Had she really known him? He seemed like a stranger. No, she wouldn’t throw away their memories together because he’d hidden part of himself. She wouldn’t do that to him. Or she’d try not to, at least. “Were you ever going to tell me? Like if things had progressed between us?”


He helped her up and grabbed the blanket, keeping her covered. “I would have, eventually. Wouldn’t be nice of me to do otherwise, you know?”


She nodded and stared into his brown eyes. “I’ve missed you.”


He released a breath and rested his forehead against hers. “I’ve missed you too. God, I really screwed things up, didn’t I?”


Placing her hand against his chest, she angled her face to brush her lips against his. “We both did.”


Ian ran his hand through her hair, cupping the back of her head before deepening the kiss. His mouth possessed hers like a thirsty man at a well. He always kissed hard and desperately, and she loved it.


Ian scooped her into his arms, making her feel desirable. He carried her into the bedroom and kicked the door shut. Crossing the room, he set her down and ran his hands over her neck, shoulders, and down to her hips.


“You’re so beautiful, Hannah. I missed out on a lot when –”


“Hush. Don’t think about that. We’re together now.” She drew his face down to hers, kissing him.


He held himself over her, obviously being careful of her wounded state. She appreciated that, but part of her didn’t care about the injury, she just needed him.


He stiffened and glanced over his shoulder, looking at the door. She followed his gaze to see the gnome peeking inside.


“Sorry to disturb the party. As much as I’d like to listen to you two HAVE SEX, there’s stuff to be done!” Bernard looked as happy as ever, and she so wanted to wipe that cheerfulness off his face.


Yet he was right. Damn it. She still needed to check out the donut shop. There was a possibility they might find evidence of a struggle that they could bring to the police. But hadn’t she heard a couple weeks back about someone spreading rumors of police involvement with MAX Home Security? Ian rolled next to her and placed his hands over his face. He let out a ragged sigh. “Fine. We’ll be out in a moment.”


“No more SEX!” The gnome slammed the door behind him.


Do you like books that have humor in them, but aren’t necessarily comedies? If so, why?

Techno Crazed available now from Changeling Press!

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